Zi’s impasse
Redakteur: Translation Nation
She wiped the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand.
Yet another ghastly crimson stain tarnished the back of her pearly white hand.
The blue radiance of her magic robe had turned dim.
Not a single rhombus mana crystal could be seen revolving around her.
Though trapped in such vile circumstances, there wasn't a trace of sorrow, agony or despair in Zi's eyes.
Instead, they were boundlessly cold and detached.
Fighting on with mechanical emotions, she was utterly devoid of external perturbation; like an unmovable instrument that would never err.
The side effects of employing this state for extended periods of time, all humanly emotions would slowly be grinded away. Eventually, in the end, the robot would completely replace the owner's personality; losing all desire to eat or rest and finally perishing.